Raven
I woke up on an empty bed in the morning. If it weren't for the fact that I was naked and coupled with the soreness between my legs, I would think last night was a figment of my imagination. Heading towards the bathroom, I couldn't help but blush at the memory of Richard's loss of control last night.
We both wanted something, and we went for it, damning the consequences. Honestly, I would say that Derek wasn't such a great guy in bed.
The way Richard handled me last night gave me a 'touched for the very first time feeling'. Maybe it was the tension that was building up between us that might have caused it. I could never tell, but it was explosive, and I liked it.
I took my time in the shower, cleaning and thinking of how I would brace myself to face Richard. I wasn't the shy typ
